She came on a Thursday.
I know this because Brynn texted me at six in the morning with the arrival time — a single message, no punctuation, the way Brynn communicated everything she considered self-evident: *Evie arrives eleven forty-five train. She knows to come to the hospital after.*
I knew Evie's train schedule before Evie had been awake long enough to tell me herself.
She arrived at bay four at twelve-thirty, carrying a bag that was slightly too large for a two-day city visit and a folder that was absolutely the right size for a person who had been saving questions for a follow-up visit for several months.
Bettany looked at the folder.
Then at Evie.
Then at me.
"Bay four is clear until two," she said, in the tone she used when she had pre-arranged something under the guise of r
